"I pulled you over for Speeding. Do you have any idea how fast you were going?"

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Mr. Motorcycle


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I live at 1 Frozen place in, Minnesota, United States
My real name is Mark. For many years now my wife has called me Mr. Motorcycle. When I started my Blog I was looking for a catchy blog name, so I went with it. I'm happily married and I'm also a father of 6 children. I have two human offspring, one dog, two cats and one custom Harley. I believe that makes 6 children. When I'm not doing my real full time job, or going for a ride, I like to do art, custom paint jobs, and of course BLOG. If you would like to contact me, my e-mail address is phonetically spelled for avoiding spammers. (I actually do use the number 1 in the beginning.) 1mrmotorcycleATgmailDOTcom

*****This is my Bliss*****

*****This is my Bliss*****
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The photo above is my ride :
"Kenny" started life as a stock '97, 883 Sportster. It's been a work in progress since the day I bought it many years ago. Its mostly custom with a built, "slightly juiced up" 1200 motor.
The Metal Fabrication, bodywork and custom paint was done by me.

How the Hell did I come up with a name like Kenny for my bike you ask?...... Most people who name their rides, go with chick names. I of course had to be different. I think bikes look tough, cool and masculine; not feminine. Plus, my father "Ken" has helped make me who I am today. Therefore with a little twist on the name, my bike was named "Kenny".

KUSTUM PAINT

KUSTUM PAINT
Come check out my custom paint! Click on the logo above to go to my custom paint blog.
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Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Winter is definately here

Yesterday, I rode. It was awakening to say the least. I think the high was 32 degrees F.

I didn't ride far, as I was not really dressed for a long ride in these temps. However, I did need to scratch that itch as they say, so I took the bike out anyway. I settled for about a ten-fifteen mile ride. I came back frozen. But when I turned off the engine and parked my Harley in the garage, not only was I frozen, but so was the smile on my face. I thought it was totally worth it. About two minutes after I pulled the bike in, and got a bit warm again I felt like going out for some more. But my other responsibilities had to take priority which was reason #2 for parking the Harley for the day.

As the nights grow longer, so do the down times between rides, and as the days grow shorter so do the lengths of my rides.

Soon there will be snow and ice to stay, and the bike will have to embark on it's winter slumber.

I talked to the bike shop today. They wanted to know when I was bringing my bike in. (I'm having a new rear tire put on). I said (once again like the last time they asked) "I don't see no snow and ice on the road yet do you?" They said I'm crazy. I said so be it. I'm riding till I can't.